“I am really interested in the bathroom, teeth, and extra rooms dreams. I have never had any of those.”
Whatever do you talk to your therapist about, then? (just kidding)
Last night dreamed one of my kids had disfiguring neurofibromatosis!
I’m not a big dreamer and don’t give my dreams a lot of thought although I posted some reoccurring anxiety dreams up thread. Just recalling though …The night I got engaged, I dreamt I was in a small closet-like space being stabbed repeatedly. Didn’t give it too much thought at the time. Care to guess how that marriage turned out?
Last night I dreamed that D2 had a bunch of her college friends over after they had all gone out all night. I was going to make a big breakfast, but I kept getting distracted, trying to pull up this funny Key and Peele video for one of the boys. Then I’d realize the bacon was burning and that somehow a vase of flowers was in the oven. Then I’d turn around and realize that I had just thrown the whole slab of bacon on the pan without separating the pieces. I didn’t have any eggs.
Gahhhh. I hate these dreams.
Had to share this dream I had this morning.
I was a presidential candidate and was attending/getting ready for a debate. It was held in what appeared to be a small diner with all the candidates having to sit on bar chairs facing the counter. Anyone who was there to listen was sitting behind us and we would have our backs to them when the debate began. It was sparsely attended by a few town people or maybe the Diner owner and family. And of course a camera crew and everyones entourage… We were sitting with the patrons until it was time for us to debate which included waiting for your name to be called and going up one by one to answer questions.
My being a candidate appeared to be last minute because, I suppose, I was unhappy with the current choices. I was not dressed appropriately (I was wearing white new balance sneakers…hahah). I was reading the latest copy of Readers Digest to get ideas on what to say for my platform. I got very excited and wrote notes down on the back of the magazine. At his point, a certain candidate that we are all very aware of noticed and decided he wanted to see what I wrote so he got his professionally dressed women assistants to be nice to me while they tried to steal my magazine. They succeeded twice but I discovered their game and was able to retrieve it both times by tricking the assistants . Apparently I was a pretty good pick pocket.
Because of all the attempts to steal my magazine I was not ready when they called my name. Everyone was waiting for me and I HAD to go the bathroom but I didn’t dare. Sadly, I knew it was going to be a problem because I just can’t hold it like I used to. My eyes were watering. I chose to head to the platform without going and I…
woke up. And went immediately to the bathroom! Then spent the entire time in the shower trying to figure out how well I could have proposed a foreign policy due to all the turmoil in the world. In case of course my dream came true I needed to be prepared.
I am stressed about being prepared for the holidays. I am not ready. I am stressed about making sure everyone is happy and that the extended family is not in turmoil. Obviously I have been reading enough of the news…
Anyway, that was my dream. It was pretty exciting. And I really did have to go…
This would put you ahead of a number of real candidates.
Bumping up this thread because I woke up early today, realized I could sneak in another hour of sleep, went back to sleep and had a stress dream. I dreamt that I was back on my undergraduate college campus but they had done so much new construction I could not find my way around, was late for a math class, forgot my notebook so had no paper (and bought a few sheets from someone that tore it from their notebook or their pad of paper for ten cents) and then went to the wrong buildings (plural). Someone finally led me to the building, which was totally now where I thought it was and it looked totally unfamiliar, even though in the dream I’d been to the class there the day before.
I should have gotten up early, rather that go back to sleep, and I’d have been able to enjoy a relaxing morning cup of coffee!